Chapter Seventy-Five: Ling Yuan Sect's Plans
Cheng Mo wants to cry now, five thousand contribution points, isn't it good to brush the mall a few more times, maybe you can brush out the martial arts.
Although your feet stink, you can wash them more, even if you don't wash them, it doesn't matter, anyway, if you live alone, you can't smell it.
However, curiosity killed me.
"Master, the disciple has written, a spirit level body martial art, and a holy level defensive martial art. ”
Wang Lingxuan finally wrote down all the martial arts silently, he originally just wanted to write a spiritual level body martial art, but as he wrote it, he remembered a defensive martial art that he accidentally got back then, and he thought it was not bad at the time, so he wrote it down, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
After receiving the two martial arts, Cheng Mo's anger, which had spent thousands more on contribution points, suddenly surged up, and it was uncontrollable. Grabbing Wang Lingxuan is a hammer.
"You know the defensive martial arts, why didn't you say it just now? ”
Wang Lingxuan struggled on the ground, and said vaguely: "Master, brother... Disciple... I just remembered it. ”
At this moment, Wang Lingxuan didn't know why, obviously he had already shared two martial arts, why the head didn't like it, he really couldn't figure out where the head of the house lost his contribution value, Wang Lingxuan felt that he was a little inexplicable this beating.
After copying five hundred copies of the martial arts, Cheng Mo handed them to Wang Lingxuan and said: "Take it and put it in the library pavilion, let the disciples go to practice, be sure to succeed in cultivation before the big competition, and call all the disciples who have reached the martial arts level with cultivation." ”
Wang Lingxuan got up on the ground, rubbed his pig-like face, picked up his martial arts and retreated.
"How did the master manage to turn a martial arts book into five hundred copies, and the handwriting is the same as my own handwriting. ”
On the way, Wang Lingxuan was still thinking about this problem, and then said secretly: "It seems that the head of the family still has a secret, I don't know if there are any good things that can make me quickly improve my strength, and I will have to dig into the small treasury of the head of the house in the future." ”
Cheng Mo waited in the main hall for less than half an hour, and ten disciples who had just broken through the martial arts came, some of these disciples were disciples of the Tiangang Holy Sect who had been brought back in the City Lord's Mansion, and some were recruited by Cheng Mo at the disciple recruitment meeting.
Xiao Xun, Hua Xiaowan, Su Xiaotian, Shu Xiaojian, and Ji Wenhao are also among them.
"Do you know what this seat called you for?"
Cheng Mo looked at the ten disciples with a smile.
Now they have all been promoted to inner disciples, wearing the new school uniforms designed by Cheng Mo, all of them are full of energy and spirit.
"What does the boss need us to do?"
Xiao Xun knew that the head of the family would not come to them for no reason, since they came, there must be something to order.
"There must be something, but there is a good thing here in this seat that can allow you to directly reach the ninth rank of the martial artist, this kind of good thing can allow you to instantly improve the realm, but there are only ten places, and it is only suitable for the martial artist stage, and the martial artists in the sect are currently only you in the world, do you want this opportunity?"
After listening to what Cheng Mo said, the ten disciples were shocked one by one, and they were directly promoted to the ninth rank of martial arts, which seemed to them to be a completely incredible thing.
Cheng Mo took out ten small pill bottles, which contained the disciple upgrade pills, although there were only ten pills, which was a bit less, but at present, it was enough to deal with the added sect martial arts competition.
"This is a magical elixir, you will be promoted to the ninth section of the martial artist after taking it, don't be in a hurry, immerse yourself in a period of time to cultivate, this seat is refining some three patterns into the martial arts, then you will take it in the trial tower, through the trial tower, when you come out, you will become a martial artist second stage of cultivation, then this seat has only one requirement, in the sect competition, as long as you meet the disciples of the Lingyuan Sect, you will be cruel to this seat. ”
The disciples burst into excitement on their faces one by one, and said in unison: "Yes, master." ”
Cheng Mo waved his hand and motioned for them to go down first.
After thinking about it, Cheng Mo found Chu Yao, because Cheng Mo found that he had overlooked an important question: "Chu Yao, do you need to go to the Qinghai County City Lord's Mansion to sign up?"
Hearing this, Chu Yao said: "Boss, you don't need to sign up, all the sects and snobbery in Qinghai County can participate in the competition, as long as you arrive in Qinghai City three days before the start of the competition to register, you must arrive three days in advance, and you will be disqualified if you are late." ”
Cheng Mo nodded clearly, now there is less than a month before the start of the game, and there is no time to panic.
At the same time, within the Lingyuan Sect.
Shi Chengxiang paced back and forth in the hall with a sinister face.
"Murong Regret, haven't you found out who caused trouble in my sect's realm and killed my sect's deputy sect master?"
Below, Great Elder Murong Cheng's eyes also flashed with anger and said: "Sect Master, the disciples have been investigating recently, but there is no result, and there is also news from the county guard that it was not the county guard, but our subordinate sect in Tianhai City said that during that time, Cheng Mo, the head of the arrogant immortal faction, went to us alone. ”
"Cheng Mo? it's this arrogant immortal sect again, damn it. ”
Shi Chengxiang was furious, he couldn't understand why this small ninth-rate sect was so difficult to bite, could it be that a fifth-rate sect really couldn't cure him?
"Murong regrets, do you think this Cheng Mo will bring his disciples to participate in the sect competition?"
Shi Chengxiang's brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Great Elder Murong Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Sect Master, judging from the style of Cheng Mo's race, he will definitely bring his disciples to participate in person. ”
"Do you want to bring your disciples to participate in person? ”
Shi Chengxiang said: "Tell the seventh-rate sects in Tianhai City and the sixth-rate sects in Qinghai City, let them give up this sect competition and keep an eye on the arrogant immortal sect, as long as Cheng Mo takes his disciples to participate in the sect competition, let them immediately destroy the mountain gate of the arrogant immortal sect, and leave no chickens and dogs." ”
Saying that, Shi Chengxiang smiled ruthlessly and said: "At that time, I will lead the elite disciples of the sect to Qinghai City to participate in the sect competition, I want him to watch the disciples die in the ring one by one, the rules of this competition are different from the past, this time it is a competition of life and death, kill my deputy sect master, destroy the spirit stone vein of my sect, this debt, Cheng Mo must pay a painful price." ”
Murong Cheng below also smiled when he heard this: "Sect Master's clever plan, I'll arrange it." ”
And at this moment, Cheng Mo, who was in the arrogant immortal faction, didn't know that he had been calculated, even if he knew, it wouldn't hurt.
Even if he is no longer in the sect, but there is still Chu Yao, a martial king who has comprehended the Dao, and only the sixth-rate and seventh-rate sects are sent to attack, not to mention whether they can successfully destroy the arrogant immortal sect mountain gate, even if they can go back alive or not, it is two words.